I woke up today and usually the Babycenter app that goes off every Saturday at nine o’clock to remind me of another passing week in this pregnancy catches me off guard. I’m either buried in emails, making breakfast or doing something fun like garage sale-ing with my little man.
But today I remembered. Today was a big one. The traditional half way mark for a pregnancy.
Everyone pretty much said the same thing, that they can’t believe it’s already been twenty weeks. I can’t either. It’s gone by incredibly fast. Incredibly smooth. And thanking God for every minute of it.
I have serious doubts that this baby will stay put for the entire 40 weeks, I don’t have a whole lot of confidence in my baby-making abilities, but who knows. Like I said before, Dr. A says we are going for the gold. I am nervous as heck thinking of what being pregnant past 35 weeks will feel like, but we’ll see. One day at a time.
At twenty weeks, I feel like I’m seventy years old when I bend my knees for too long and spring off the couch like I usually do. ***OUCH***
No, seriously. It’s bad. I’m hunching over for the next ten minutes, wondering if this is what getting old feels like. They say getting old isn’t for wimps; I believe them.
Is that complaining? I’ve done my absolute best to not complain about a thing, and if so I am sorry! Other than that weird, sharp pain in my hip/ thigh area pregnancy is sweet.
Baby girl goes crazy with kicking me at night, and in the mornings.
I keep wondering what raising two babies must feel like. I have to say I am crazy excited to get to watch my own two kids play together, grow up together and make big huge messes together.
On my twenty week mark, a couple of special things happened too. One being NICU Nurse Day. And two, the lantern release. The lantern release deserves it’s own post so I won’t say too much, but I will say that 1) God was SO good to hold the rain off until after the event and 2) it was B R E A T H TA K I N G. I am dying to get my hands on those photos!
What. a. day.